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Fallout Kink Meme Part IV: Closed to prompts, open for fills.
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M!Courier/The King - Surrender [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2011-12-19 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)-------
"Okay. Okay. Like I said, it feels kinda weird at first--"
"Right, but then you warm up to it, I remember. I trust you, okay, now quit stallin'."
Viv nodded, licked his lips nervously. He pressed in his middle finger, pushing past the ring of muscle. "Try to, ah," he licked his lips again, trying to think of how to explain it. "Try to bear down, like you're trying to push me out. It'll make it easier for me to push in."
"Got it," the King said, Viv focused on the way the dark hair on his belly was shifting with every heavy rise and fall of the King's deep breathing. He moved his finger in slow, steady actions, the utter silence in the room making his neck ache from tension until the King muttered, "Shit, that does feel weird." Viv sputtered out a great relieved laugh and the King looked down at him, "What?"
"Nothing," Viv said, still grinning. "Here, it feels a lot different when there's two." He withdrew his finger and began lubing up again, his middle and index finger this time.
"You're gonna use up all of that," the King said. "The Wrangler charges more for it than booze."
"I've done the Garrets enough solids that we can probably work out a deal," Viv shrugged, steadying himself on his elbows again, tossing the mostly-empty container aside. "Trust me, you can never have too much lube. Ready?"
The King nodded, propping himself up on his elbows and bearing down when Viv pushed in, slowly. "Oh," the King breathed as Viv pushed in past the middle knuckle. "Oh. Oh, wow."
"Yeah," Viv said, his own voice gone a little shaky.
"You weren't kidding about it making you feel... full."
"Yeah." His fingers were fully in now, and he dragged his fingertips against muscle as he pulled out. "You can try to relax now. Fuck, and you thought I was tight." The King didn't say anything, just breathing heavily through parted lips, watching Viv work through tense eyes. "If you want me to stop--" Viv started to offer.
"Don't," the King said immediately, and he sucked in a deep breath. "Don't."
Viv smiled up at him, said, "Well, I do have something that may help ease you into this." The King hadn't even gotten out his breathless inquiry of what when Viv was dragging the flat of his tongue along the underside of the King's cock and reducing him to groans, taking it into his mouth and moaning appreciatively as the King's hand instantly reached down to thread through his hair. He worked to match the rhythm of his sucking to the movements of his fingers, tongue swirling around the King's length on each pull back meeting the pressure of his finger on each drag out.
It was obvious when he found it. The fingers in his hair curling into a fist and the King's strangled full-throated gasp of oh holy fucking god were kind of a giveaway. He pulled his lips off the King's cock and grinned, "There it is."
"That's what that feels like?" the King panted incredulously, looking down at him. "That's been there this whole time?"
Viv laughed, tucking his head down to rest against the King's thigh. "Oh, honey," he said, smile splitting his face as he looked back up at him, "if you think that felt good, check this out."